There are a few things in life that can turn around a dreary Sunday, tangling with some chunky brown trout while fishing with your son is one of them. We hit Accotink Creek yesterday in recognition of my ongoing bass slump. My misfortunes are not shared by David who has been bagging bass with regularity over the last few weekends. However, Accotink is a pretty sure thing for brown trout right now so we went there. We got four trout, to include two descent browns, a couple small rainbows, and we lost count how many bluegill, and sunfish we caught. David landed all the fish himself but hooked and caught the small rainbow completely unassisted – good times!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment